Friday figments and photos

What a week (I say that every week don’t I?).

Kelly and I took a Jane Austin inspired turn or two around the cobbled streets of Bath this weekend, spring has most definitely sprung in my neglected lawn, a few of us celebrated Holi blogger-style,  normality vainly attempted to re-balance my life (sans-blogging everyday) and we sadly mourned the passing of the great Sir Terry Pratchett.

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

 

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

These overalls and shoes started off white and black respectively…then Holi happened.

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

I forgot that I’m not the only book addict in the house… she seriously cannot leave them alone.

Friday figments and photos Adventures of a London Kiwi

Sometimes “THERE IS NO MORE TIME, EVEN FOR CAKE. FOR YOU, THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE.”

RIP Sir Terry.

I have a weekend planned of chores, relaxing, exploring London, catching up with a friend and discovering a few ancient houses. How about you?

Ps. a friend who’ll meet you at the train station of a Friday evening armed with wine and Salted Caramel Haagen-Daas for no reason other than celebrating Friday is a mucho keeper…

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